by Yann Rolland |
Categories:
appreciation, blue, confidence,
The love that ends leaves traces, why not?
Even in the great desert, Troy, Samothrace,
On hot sand and mint tea, see it
On the blue oranges, on the green moon,
Love leaves traces in the eyes, traces
Even in the streets of Manhattan,
He leaves traces in the worried coaches, see it
Among the camels in the Wadi Rum,
The love that ends leaves traces, why Not?
Caramel, marshmallow or chance, see it
Even in the Pacific Ocean, “help” trees cry out
In the Laotian Islands, even in Honolulu, We see it.
by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories:
age, passion, romantic love,
fresh scent of his shirt, pressed
to my nose — Honolulu fire
frangipani and hibiscus passion
(too hot for the millennials)
fine-wine aged, luxuriant tastes.
Oh, Babe!
3/13/2019
What I Love Contest
Sponsor- Maureen McGreavy
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade,
Gorgeous hula girls began throwing leis our way
The second we got off Plane Honolulu that day
We found these exquisite creatures every where
Dancing in celebration that we were there
Do you think they are all related? Asked my man
I could see he was truly an appreciative fan
A lei is a symbol offering friendship, love, a greeting
We saw beautiful hula dancers everywhere, even if fleeting